"Uncle Tu, this…What's going on?"
The Heavenly Dog eclipsed the sun, and the sky darkened.
On Su Mu's headless corpse, gusts of cold wind rose up, and streaks of black Qi intertwined.
It was as if something terrifying was condensing!
Li Mingtai, who didn't have a high cultivation, immediately felt the real chill. He hid behind Zhuge Hongtu in fear.
"Maybe it's about to come back to life. Don't be afraid, Uncle Tu will protect you!"
Even though he was a Qi Practitioner, Zhuge Hongtu only cultivated the supernatural power and knew nothing about other things.
If Yun Qingkong was here, he would definitely be able to see what was going on and have a corresponding suppression method.
Unfortunately, that extraordinary white-robed Daoist would never appear in the world again.
Zhuge Hongtu's heart ached when he thought of this.
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